spectresight // tempestclan

[spectresight]

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name spectresight
age fifty-four moons
gender she-cat
clan tempest
rank medicine cat

reason for name spectre- for her mostly white coat, sight- regarding her tracking abilities

appearance description

the most remarkable trait regarding spectre's appearance is obvious. she's missing an eye. badly scarred and stitched up with twoleg thread, the old wound mars an otherwise potentially nice face. the intensity of the glare in her remaining good eye, a shocking pale blue that stands out against her fur, seems to make up for the missing left eye. in her younger moons, the she-cat was probably quite the looker, but that was then and nowadays she's seen several seasons; not all of them kind. her short fur is rough to the touch, grown coarse with guard hairs, although it's still remarkably soft in a few patches. her pelt is white for the most part, with patches of black and ginger on her head, alongside a few stray splashes of calico on her hindquarters and tail. physique-wise, she's got the build of a fighter more than the build of a typical medicine cat, although she's no monster in regards to her size. her pelt is laced with scars, mementos from her battling days before she was called to take up a new role a medicine cat. 

quirks

:: short fuse
:: tends to harass her patients
:: skimps on the poppy seeds
:: very wary of vertigoclan
:: dislikes being approached from her left side 

personality

she's not exactly nice, that's for certain. if a cat comes to her for help expecting warmth and coddling, they'll be in for a rough wake-up call. her initial response to a cat entering her den for help likely won't be a concerned inquiry, but rather a brusque demand that they not be there to waste her time and herbs with something minor. ribbing cats throughout treatment is commonplace for the ex-warrior, and her commentary rides the fine line between being blunt and overly offensive. not that she seems to care all that much. leader, deputy, warriors, and apprentices alike face the threat of this medicine cat's sharp tongue upon seeking medical attention. simply put, she's callous, and isn't all that interested in changing that aspect of her nature.

she's grumpy, sarcastic, and generally happy to look for a fight if another cat is willing to pick one. even so, she'll rarely instigate a battle of words unless she actively dislikes someone. still, she acknowledges strength and wisdom when she sees it, and while she's not about to show deference to another, she will show cats a grudging respect if she's decided they've earned it. 

family

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experience

spectrekit was born to ashenstep and redsplash, the firstborn in a litter of three. her siblings were named stonekit, and ebonykit, all healthy and strong tempestclan kits. both of the parents were proud of their kits, and encouraged them to focus on training as the best warriors for the clan that they could be. ashenstep, their father, was particularly invested in his children, and made frequent visits to the nursery to check in on his "little warriors" where he would regale them with thrilling tales of warriors past. he held great influence over his kits, especially spectrekit, who aspired to fulfill her father's vision of being one of the strongest warriors in the history of tempestclan. much of her kithood was spent invested in practicing battle moves rather than playing kit games, and she trained eagerly alongside her brother ebonykit. it was a common sight to see a bundle of black and white tumbling through the camp as the two played warrior even before they reached six moons. the night before their apprenticeship, the siblings made a pact. when one of them became leader, they would make the other their deputy. from there it was simply a race to see who would reach the top first.

when the calico went from a 'kit to a 'paw, she was assigned to a warrior by the name of sunstreak. the golden tabby lacked her father's ambition and drive, but he was a no nonsense type of warrior who had a strict training regimen and held high expectations for all his apprentices. her training was long and hard, as she grew used to traversing the deadly marshes of the territory and learned the best hunting techniques. her preferred place of learning, however, was the training ground where practice battles took place. she spent hours there, growing steadily more distant from her clanmates as she worked to hone her fighting skills. during their final assessment, tragedy struck. the three apprentice siblings had been hunting near the edge of the territory when they encountered an invading patrol from vertigoclan. the battle was rough, and, though the tempestclan cats ultimately succeeded in chasing the trespassers from their territory, stonepaw was grievously wounded. upon returning to the camp, ebonypaw and spectrepaw were given their warriors names that night, while stonepaw died of his wounds in the medicine cat den.

with her new warrior name, spectre took to patrolling with renewed vigor alongside her brother ebonyclaw. she was vengeful, to say the least, and, though she never overstepped her bounds, the she-cat did linger at the border in the hope that she could shred any vertigoclan warriors who thought they might try their hand at invading yet again. within a moon she got her wish for battle. desperate as always in the midst of leaf-bare, the two clans skirmished to expand their territories and win access to more fresh-kill. in the middle of battle, the calico's left eye was clawed. bloodied and half-blind, spectre still was foolish enough to try and continue fighting until the extent of her wounds left her immobile.

at some point she blacked out, and awoke later to find herself back in the medicine cat's den. it was there that the cat received the bad news: her eye had gone untreated for far too long, there could be no healing it. and one of her legs had been badly damaged as well, to the degree that there was no guarantee she'd regain full mobility in the limb ever again. in short, the she-cat's warrior days were over. the news brought spectre's carefully constructed world crashing down around her, and, in a fit of panic, she left the camp and wandered until she'd arrived at a twoleg community. sick and badly hurt, it's likely the ex-warrior would have died then and there had some humans not seen her and caught her before dragging her to a vet. her eye was treated, sewn shut, and her leg better wrapped although there was little to be done about the damage. the twolegs that took her in treated her well enough, but she was no kittypet, and escaped back into the wilds once she'd healed. for a time spectre considered becoming a rogue, but her loyalty still lay within tempestclan, even if she couldn't serve by fighting. and so she returned to her home and began her apprenticeship with the old medicine cat. she trained in the way of herbs rather than claws, eventually taking to her new role although she never would get over not being a warrior.